Chords for "I went so willingly" by John TRUdell

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I'm trying _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ to forget.
[Db] The hardest part of trying to forget is the remembering forgetting
brings back.
I thought you were like the things that have happened, things and thoughts I'd
put away.
But you are you, more than can just be put away.
How frivolous of me to assume
I could regard you as a thing or a thought.
Trying to [D] forget only makes me remember emotions
we share [G] in our spirit hearts.
The delights and the anger so vital, our [Abm] wildness making
us quick to burn [G] bridges behind us and ahead [B] of us.
Changing compromise to submit.
Looking
for happiness, finding regret.
Sometimes you appear.
It's in a song, a phrase.
Sometimes
it's a laugh.
Sometimes it's a vision of you near to me [Db] or a remembrance of a touch, a
kiss or some silly thought we shared.
Times are I wonder what went wrong.
Maybe our impatience
stopped us [Eb] from taking the time to learn what we [A] thought we already knew.
Trying to forget
only makes me remember you.
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When you left, I knew you had to go.
Water came into my eyes.
I cried [Db] and I laughed because sometimes I just don't know.
I wanted you to stay, but
you weren't really here anyway.
Or if you [B] were, it was for just a while.
I've run it
through my mind and rerun it through my heart.
I loved you [Gb] more than I could say or show.
Like I say, I loved you [A] more, but that's something only [F] I could know.
Water came into my [B] eyes.
I cried, then I laughed.
What's the difference [G] anyway?
Laughing and crying, the tears taste
[B] just the same.
I held [G] you, but I didn't hold you.
[B] And in the end, I guess I only kept myself. _ _
Her beauty is like a dancer in the night, carrying rhythms others can only imagine.
[Eb] Everyone wanted her, yet no one kept her [E] beyond a fleeting moment when all seemed right.
She
[Eb] left on her own, driven away by what they had to keep to themselves.
He was one [E] of those
thinking to claim what others [B] took long ago.
They [Ab] could never share the secrets, [G] for their
secrets are shame's mistakes kept quietly.
Making noise only crashing down upon them
like invisible [G] walls, not able to stand on their own when they sold beauty for things
their [Am] hearts never understood.
[N] Pretending what others could not see was connected to
reality.
They made it easy to believe, but almost impossible to live.
Together they traded
depth [G] for surfaces, trading until they traded it all away for [B] misunderstandings.
[G] Her beauty
is like a dancer in the night, carrying rhythms others can only imagine.
Everyone wanted [Db] her,
yet no one kept her beyond a fleeting moment when all seemed right. _ _ _ _
I went so willingly,
thinking about knowing the beauty of your face.
Your smile, your charm, dazzled these sometime
broken eyes.
Your spoken thoughts of love and laughter placed the chains around me so tightly
I didn't [Am] know at first.
I went so willingly, thinking about knowing the beauty of your [A] face.
Things went wrong, they often do.
[G] You grew to need me less.
I went into needing you more.
One day [N] seeing we were both in a pretty prison, all I could do was escape.
I went so willingly,
thinking about knowing the beauty of your face.
_ _ _ _ Like a butterfly with a fading heart,
she needed someone to care for her.
When she couldn't find her, she ran back to the mistakes,
anger and uncomfortably comfortable emotion greedily spread over those who love her,
safer than taking a chance.
What we try to hide we never can, beyond placing it in ourselves.
Wounds voluntarily inflicted, creating our own betrayal, worrying about being used as we use up
our time, scaring away the balance.
Mental M16s mowing down the enemy, [Em] insecurity turning trust
into targets in a battle we don't understand, with industrial [N] greed to victory.
Like a butterfly
with a fading heart, she needed someone to care for her.
_ _ _ All that was left were the pictures she
[B] took, capturing the past in a prison, [Ab] not unlike the one they locked themselves in.
[B] She said goodbye the other day, loving him was lonely, lonely as she'd ever been.
Her life was
standing in a space where laughter was a disguise she wore as a shield to protect the world.
She said goodbye the other day, her feelings couldn't be helped, there wasn't anything he'd
done, it was just that the prison's building around her [D] separated even him from knowing,
laughter was a [C] disguise she wore.
She said goodbye the other day, she felt out of place,
looking for a place, her American dream hadn't prepared her for this, [N] she felt programmed somehow,
she had to find the way to where laughter is real, and disguises aren't necessary.
All that was left were the pictures she took.
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